Jeannie, fresh as a daisy
Just love how she obeys me
Does things that just amaze me so
She smiles, Presto the rain goes
She blinks, up come the rainbows
Cars stop, even the train goes slow
When she goes by she paints
Sunshine on every rafter
Sprinkles the air with laughter
We’re close as a quarter after three
There’s no one like Jeannie
I’ll introduce her, to you, but it’s no use, sir
'Cause my Jeannie’s in love with me